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2. Trials must and will befal ;

But with humble faith to see
Love inscribed upon them all,

This is happiness to me.

3. God in Israel sows the seeds

Of affliction, pain, and toil ;
These spring up and choke the weeds,

Which would else o'erspread the soil.

4. Trials make the promise sweet;

Trials give new life to prayer ;
Trials bring me to his feet,

Lay me low, and keep me there.

5. Did I meet no trials here,

No correction by the way,
Might I not with reason fear

I should prove a castaway?

6. Others may escape the rod,

Sunk in earthly, vain, delight;
But the true born child of God
Must not, would not, if he might.


HYMN 37.

“ The angel of the Lord encampeth round about them that

fear him, and delivereth them.” Ps. xxxiv. 7.

1. TO THEE my God and Friend,

I wake my grateful tongue:
Still does thy power defend,

And claim my morning song:


Though many foes

Beset me round,
Yet sweet repose

From Thee I found.

2 Though sleep pervade my frame,

Still I am safe in sleep,
For angels, in thy name,
Their watchful stations keep:

How rich and great

Thy mercies prove:
Thine angels wait

On men, in love!

3. Now blest with morning light,

To Thee I give the day;
And with renew'd delight
Pursue my heavenly way,

Till Thou shalt raise

My soul above,
Where all is praise,

And all is love.

HYMN 38.

“Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me all the days of

my life.” Ps. xxiii. 6.

1. When all thy mercies, O my God,

My rising soul surveys,
Transported with the view, I'm lost

In wonder, love, and praise.

2. Unnumber'd comforts to


soul Thy tender care bestow'd, Before my infant heart conceiv'd

From whence those comforts flow'd.

3. When in the slippery paths of youth

With heedless steps I ran,
Thine arm unseen convey'd me sase,

And led me up to man.
4. When worn with sickness, oft hast Thou

With health renew'd my face ;
And when in sins and sorrows sunk,

5. Through every period of my life

Thy goodness I'll pursue ;
And after death, in distant worlds,

The glorious theme renew.

soul with grace.

6. Through all eternity, to Thee

A joyful song I'll raise ;
But oh! eternity's too short

To utter all thy praise ! (Gratitude.)


HYMN 39.

“I hid my face from thee for a moment; but with everlasting

kindness will I have mercy on thee." Isa. liv. 8. 1. When darkness long hath veil'd my mind,

And smiling day once more appears,
Then, my Redeemer ! then I find

The folly of my doubts and fears.

2. Straight I upbraid my wandering heart,

And blush that I should ever be

to act so base a part,
Or harbour one hard thought of Thee.
3. Oh, let me then at length be taught,

What I am still so slow to learn,
That God is love, and changes not,

Nor knows the shadow of a turn.

4. Sweet truth, and easy to repeat !

But when my faith is sharply tried,
I find myself a learner yet,

Unskilful, weak, and apt to slide.
5. But, O my Lord, one look from Thee

Subdues the disobedient will,
Drives doubt and discontent away,

And thy rebellious worm is still. 6. Thou art as ready to forgive

As I am ready to repine ;
Thou therefore all the praise receive;

Be shame and self abasement mine. (Mantua.)

CowPER. HYMN 40.

"I counsel thee to buy of me gold tried in the fire, that thou

mayest be rich; and white raiment, that thou mayest be
clothed; and anoint thine eyes with eye salve, that thou
mayest see.” Rev. iii. 18.
1. When, gracious Lord, when shall it be,

That I shall find my all in Thee;
The fulness of thy promise prove,
The seal of thine eternal love?

2. Thee, only Thee, I fain would find

And cast the world and flesh behind ;
An helpless soul I come to Thee,
With only sin and misery.

3. Lord, I am sick, my sickness cure;

I want; do Thou enrich the poor :
Under my numerous sins I bend,
Oh! raise me, Thou almighty Friend !

4. Lord, I am blind, be Thou my sight;

Lord, I am weak, be Thou my might;
A helper of the helpless be,
And let me find my all in Thee.

HYMN 41.

“ I know whom I have believed.” 2 Tim. i. 12.

1. When I can read my title clear

To mansions in the skies,
I bid farewell to every fear,

And wipe my weeping eyes.

2. Should earth against my soul engage,

And hellish darts be hurl'd,
Then I can smile at Satan's rage,

And face a frowning world.

3. Let cares like a wild deluge come,

And storms of sorrow fall,
May I but safely reach my home,

My God, my heaven, my all!

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